[ Cluttered ]

I looked around my home office this evening, and the word I couldn’t get out of my head was clutter.

We moved house months ago, and I still haven’t found a place for the papers and books and reports and my ‘life lived’. 

The thing with moving is the loss of ‘everything in its place’.  Everything doesn’t have a place yet.  Sometimes, I know, it takes years to find the right place for everything.

Some might say, get rid of the paper, scan it all. But I can’t.  I’ve tried going electronic. Many things have, but not everything. Hence, clutter.